Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

"Ah!"

The only remaining elder of the Holy Dragon Sect screamed sternly: "You must die a good death, Wuhun Palace will not let you go!"

Bang!

He stepped down again, and the roar stopped abruptly.

Splashes of blood fell on Dismask's face, but he didn't dare to avoid it at all, not even blinking.

"Get up!"

Morrow patted Dismasco on the shoulder: "Remember what I said, it is a servant's shame to put the master in danger! This is the first and last time!"

Dismask quickly fell to his knees: "I swear there will be no next time!"

Moro turned his head and looked at Tuoba Xi who fell to the ground at the bottom of the steps.

Dismask understood this and quickly jumped away, grabbing Tuoba Xi's head and bringing him to Moro.

At this time, Tuoba Xi looked ashen and his eyes were a little dull. Until now, he still can't believe what just happened.

The Holy Dragon Sect is finished.

After our death, the younger generations of the Holy Dragon Sect will not be able to maintain the sect at all, and Wuhun Palace will no longer support a useless force... By then, the Holy Dragon Sect will inevitably be annexed, and will eventually disappear from this land. Removed from the mainland.

I, Tuoba Xi, have become a sinner of the Holy Dragon Sect.

Numerous thoughts appeared, and Tuoba Xi actually cried.

Regret, if he had known it would end like this, he would never have come to Soto City anyway.

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

Resist?Tuoba Xi had this idea, but now he was seriously injured and had lost all his fighting power. It was difficult to even move his fingers, let alone condensing his martial soul to perform soul skills.

As for the aura of the 10-year-old soul beast on A Yin, Tuoba Xi has also noticed it, but in this situation, how can he care about it?

Ten deaths, no life, no chance of comeback.

Dismasco: "Master, what should I do with him?"

"The dignified Titled Douluo actually cried? Waste is waste. This kind of waste is not even qualified to pull a cart for me, but it can still be used."

Moro touched his chin: "First dig out his eyes, which will make me cry so much that I feel upset... Then I will destroy the martial spirit and cut off the hand tendons and hamstrings!"

"Yes, Master!"

Dismask responded, his hands turned into claws, and he suddenly pressed on Tuoba Xi's heart.

boom!

With just one blow, all the meridians in Tuoba Xi's body were shattered, his martial soul collapsed, and his soul power dissipated like a tide, directly destroying Tuoba Xi.

However this is not over.

Dismask stretched out the middle finger and index finger of his right hand and stabbed Tuoba Xi in the eye socket.

puff!Blood spurted out, and two columns of blood splashed from the empty eye sockets.

"Ahhh!"

Tuoba Xi couldn't bear the stinging pain from his body and soul anymore, and started to wail miserably.

"Ok?"

Moro frowned and dug his ears in disgust.

Dismask reacted immediately, pressed down with his palm, and directly removed Tuoba Xi's jaw, tearing off the bloody tongue, and the wailing stopped abruptly.

Moro hooked his fingers: "Knife!"

Zhu Zhuyun stepped forward quickly and handed a short knife to Moro.

Cold light flashed, Tuoba Xi's clothes were torn, and his back was exposed.

"Bibi Dong, I will be arriving in Wuhun City in a few days. You untouchables need gold to pave the way. Kneel down and greet me!"

"Nobles of the world, Celestial Dragons... Moro Saint!"

The sharp tip of the knife scratched across Tuoba Xi's back, leaving two lines of blood.

Moro nodded with satisfaction and threw the short knife to Zhu Zhuyun.

"Tie this useless man to their horse with an iron chain. It is said that old horses know the way... Let the knights of the Holy Dragon Sect drag him, the leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, all the way back to the Holy Dragon Sect!"

"Yes, Master!"

Soon, Zhu Zhuqing had brought a horse. One end of the iron chain was tied to the horse's back, and the other end trapped Tuoba Xi's feet.

"drive!"

After doing all this, Zhu Zhuqing patted the horse's back hard, and the horse neighed and ran away into the distance.

Tuoba Xi's body kept dragging on the ground, leaving blood stains behind.

In the distance, Lord Soto's belly was bulging. Nearly a thousand gold soul coins were swallowed into his belly. The skin of his belly was completely stretched out, and the outlines of each gold soul coin could be seen through his belly.

With the support of several subordinates, he tremblingly came to Moro.

"Sir, I've finished eating!"

Lord Soto covered his mouth, fearing that he would spit out a few.

Moro glanced at him: "Get out!"

The Lord of Soto City, as if he had been granted amnesty, quickly led the Knights of Soto City to leave.

When they rushed out of the main hall of Wuhun in Soto City, everyone seemed to be in a dream, feeling like they were surviving a disaster.

"Oh my god, I thought I was going to die!"

"I didn't expect we could make it out alive!"

"It all depends on our City Lord. If the City Lord hadn't swallowed his anger and suffered all the humiliation, we wouldn't have survived!"

"The Lord of the City is mighty!"

After the excitement, some knights couldn't help but cheer.

puff!

The Lord of Soto City finally couldn't bear it any longer and let out a loud fart, pouring a series of gold soul coins directly into his crotch.

There was a stench that made the people around him retching.

Disgusting, so fucking disgusting.

......

Night falls.

Different from usual days, the village where Shrek Academy is located today does not seem peaceful.

In the square of Shrek Academy, many villagers gathered at this time, led by the village chief.

"Damn Flanders, you ran away without paying the rent for three months?"

The village chief said angrily: "Thank you for trusting him so much that I allocated such a large area in the village to rent to him!"

Shrek Academy's funds have always been relatively tight. The reason why it has been able to survive in the past few years is entirely due to Dai Mubai's funding. Otherwise, it would have been unable to open its doors long ago.

And the place occupied by Shrek Academy is not owned by Flanders, but by this village.

Now the rent has not been paid and the person has run away?How could these villagers not be angry?

In the crowd, Tang San and Xiao Wu stood side by side.

Both of their faces were equally full of surprise.

Tang San frowned and said, "What's going on? Dean Flanders ran away with his people?"

Xiao Wu: "I guess it has something to do with Dai Mubai. Dean Flender took people to the Rose Hotel to seek revenge. I'm afraid not only did he fail to get revenge, but he also provoked a powerful enemy that was difficult to resist!"

Tang San nodded, Xiao Wu could think of this, so he could naturally think of it too.

At this moment, a villager ran in panic from a distance: "Oh no, there is an iron pot in the back house of the college, and the iron pot contains...!"

The village chief said angrily: "What are you pretending to be? Don't be hesitant, tell me!"

The villager's face was filled with fear: "Yes, it's the body of Vice President Zhao Wuji!"

At this time, another person ran out of the academy: "Village Chief, I just came back from Soto City. I heard that people from Shrek Academy suffered heavy casualties in the Rose Hotel. Dean Flanders had his tongue pulled out, and Vice Dean Zhao Wuji Boiled to death!"

Only then did the villagers know that such a big thing had happened at Shrek Academy.

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at each other, their expressions were extremely complicated, and they found it difficult to accept this result.

Tang San frowned and said, "It seems that joining Shrek Academy is going to come to nothing. I'm going to live up to the teacher's expectations."

Xiao Wu: "It's not our fault!"

Suddenly, Xiao Wu's eyebrows jumped and she suddenly turned her head to look into the distance.

Tang San also seemed to feel something and looked over as well.

Xiao Wu was shocked, was it the soul beast that had taken shape for 10 years?

Tang San was equally shocked...but what he felt was not the aura of the 10-year-old spirit beast, but the aura of the same origin, as warm as a mother.